Corpse party twice the madness

This is a corpse party fanfic, with a new o.c! Sachi do the honours!

Sachiko: Pancakes does not own corpse party or its characters, because I do.

Thanks, but you don't own corpse party, Makoto Kedouin does.

Sachiko: I DO-

Sentou: *throws a pointed look at Sachiko*

Sachiko: Hmmph

On with the death!

Ayumi's P.O.V

Yuki: I can show you...

Pain. So much pain. I can feel the scissors scraping agonisingly against my eye socket, as my eye is in the process of being ripped out by an insane seven year old. The pain doubles as she twists the scissors before viciously ripping them back out now adorned with a red stained white mush; the very sight makes my stomach contract dangerously. My now empty socket is bleeding so much I can barely see out of my remaining eye, blood dribbling into it, leaving my vision tinted red. Sachiko's eyes light up with maniacal laughter and she slowly brings up her bloodied scissors to my mouth before teasingly tracing my tongue with them, flooding my mouth with the horrible metallic tang that makes my eye sting. She continues to open and close her scissors inside my mouth, each time bringing them closer to my tongue and then- SNAP! Her crimson crusted blades snap closed over my tongue, her supernatural strength severing my tongue in seconds.

Sachiko stands up and moves back a few feet to admire her handiwork, grinning insanely at the sight of her three young victims, blood and guts sprayed everywhere, Yoshikazu huddled in the corner trembling with his hands over his head. With a grin, she slides the scissors into his clenched fist, scraping his hand on the way through and turns to her victims once more to see a tall figure blocking her way.

? : Was this really necessary?

My eyes slowly slid shut as the world exploded into a million tiny fragments...

?: AYUMI!

As Ayumi's eyes slowly flutter open she is met with a pair of wide blue eyes.

Ayumi: Kishinuma?

Yoshiki: Class rep! You're awake... What happene-

Ayumi: Yuki, I'm so sorry for what happened, but can I ask you a question?

Yuki: What?

Ayumi: Who was the person right at the end?

Yuki: I don't know but-

Suddenly behind the portal a large red eye appears, causing me and Yoshiki to yell in surprise.

?: Three in a row.

Yoshiki: What the-

?: The last to go is you!

The eye blooms to an ever larger size, instantaneously locking on Ayumi.

Yoshiki: Shinozaki get back!

Yoshiki darts in front of Ayumi just as a red streak flies across the room from behind them and connects with him with a sickening sound. Ayumi shrieks as Yoshiki crumples to the floor at the feet of a tall teen clad in red and black. He sports a charcoal jacket with a large blood stain dominating the side, a pair of crimson pants and a pair of cracked leather boots. His left eye was covered by his long raven hair, and his visible one was the same terrifying colour as the one they had seen through the portal. Two large pairs of scissors jut out of Yoshiki's abdomen as he lay on the floor gasping for breath.

Ayumi: YOSHIKI!

A small girl turns at the sound of an agonised scream, stopping her work to attempt to differentiate its source.

?: YOSHIKI!

The child suddenly bursts out in a fit of loud giggles before spinning back around and throwing her scissors away, sending them spiralling to stick into the opposite wall. The girl then simply exits, leaving her scissors exactly where they landed.

?: Class...rep...

?: Didn't I tell you? She will be the last to go. You were the first. Now Yuki-

Yuki: Sentou stop! This isn't you!

Sentou: Tch. Silence spirit!

A loud giggle echoes through the room, making everyone whirl around to look at the door, except for Sentou that is. His hand goes up over his fringe and his manic laughter joins the echo.

Sentou: Onii-chan has been looking for you... Sacchan...

That is all for today, I will update as soon as possible, please comment!

By the way, I couldn't decide what I should call Sentou, so I just looked up the Japanese word for scissors.

Next time my fuzzy waffles!